A Note of Remembering: Genuineness Upon a Visit

Correctly, and as should,

I can only start with my feelings.

Interwoven they are akin as a rainbow.

They are of an inception beyond words.

Their perception as such is most deep.

What is this, 'my feeling'?

As feeling, it is not a mystery to me.

I know it as something pure and mirthful.

I conceive

it shines bright in my eyes.

I am of a knowing

it dances in that paean as an unbroken smile.

I am in an awareness that,

when the feelings have come coloured together,

it is but a sunlit song of a simplicity which

echoes the perceptions of their pronouncement:

Thank you. I am of happy gratitude! Thank you!